So, as expected, I didn't get picked for jury duty. Of course, I wasn't released from service until after 2:00. Going back to work was a waste of time then, so I went home and (for the first time in 26 months) had time to make a good dinner.
The store had some food looking skirt steak, so I made some arrechera, asparagus, and rice pilaf. I'll admit to cheating with the pilaf (used a box mix), but the rest was from scratch.
After, I cranked out a couple cakes for my wife's party at work. I don't care what anyone says, it's not much harder to make a cake from scratch than from a box. We'll see how they turn out in a couple minutes. The first is a key lime cake that I found a recipe for. It looks interesting. The other is a pinapple upside down cake variant. They both seem like they're going well.
Ahhhh, what a rebel life I lead.
The store had some food looking skirt steak, so I made some arrechera, asparagus, and rice pilaf. I'll admit to cheating with the pilaf (used a box mix), but the rest was from scratch.
After, I cranked out a couple cakes for my wife's party at work. I don't care what anyone says, it's not much harder to make a cake from scratch than from a box. We'll see how they turn out in a couple minutes. The first is a key lime cake that I found a recipe for. It looks interesting. The other is a pinapple upside down cake variant. They both seem like they're going well.
Ahhhh, what a rebel life I lead.
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No, the molester wasn't at a strip job. He was at my own fucking wedding party. Death's too good for him.